while bored in quarantine, i cleaned out my whole room , looking between a stack of filed and papers i wanted to throw, a file seemed a bit heavy, i opened it and found writings and poems i wrote about my health anxiety and panic attacks , the date went back to april 11th so its a little over a year , reading how i felt at rock bottom, the hopelessness , feeling lost and not being sure if im going to get better as my anxiety journey had started and i didnt know all i know now
I wish i couldve told my old self that you will learn and find so may tools to help you , and never worry about things getting better , because you will go through so mant things that will get better , time heals everything, and you will go to therapy in about 9 months, its far but it will happen , and you will get new fears, but overcome them , you will gain confidence and the things that scare you will be replaced with other things but you will become stronger fighting them ..there is so much i wouldve said but im glad i went through all that, we normally wish the anxiety to go and have great mental health ,but sometimes its good we went through something and became stronger
Honestly im struggling with alot still but im feeling optimistic